Trip #2 to Warrenton

        In this photo it is 6:00 am- I am in the driveway at my daughter Heather’s house, getting ready for my second trip to Round Top- this time to shop.  We (Heather , Lauren, and I) have a two hour drive, and once we arrive, we will meet Katherine who is driving in from Dallas.

        Some people may want to go to the moon, or travel to exotic locales, but my needs are simple: meeting my daughters at Round Top- specifically Warrenton-floats my boat.

        By Brenham, I need coffee. We always stop here. Why?  McDonald’s has the best to go coffee. I know opinions differ (Heather pulled into Starbucks- we were in separate cars for more storage space).

        Our next stop was Burton as we looked for garage sales.

        I had just rolled my window down to ask about one I saw, when Daughter #1, Heather  shook her head- from her car- and said NO.

        By this point, Daughter # 3, Katherine has called and said she is in Warrenton and will wait for us there.

        Then the sibling ‘discussion’ began because Daughters #1 and #2 (Heather and Lauren) felt she needed to meet us at La Bahia to start shopping.

        Conclusion? Katherine stayed in Warrenton to wait for us and Heather said:

“Mother she is doing this because you let her do what she wanted as a baby and you still do.”

My response?

I laughed. She’s right.

                                          Katherine, Heather, Lauren 

(note:  they are going to kill me –every time I took out my camera they said ”No!”  I just laughed)

        Once we arrived at Bar W field, which we refer to as the desert (because at the October show it feels like it is 100 degrees), Katherine found these treasures.

     

        She plans to spray paint the antler plaque white (White Spray Paint- it’s genetic) and use it in her bedroom for her jewelry.

        After our favorite , traditional lunch at a local church food booth, we shopped some more. I took them by Debbie’s booth (Talking Trash) and introduced them, and then as we rounded another corner I ran into my dear , dear friend Mary Jo.  She was shopping with her family.  That was a real treat for me.

           Daughter #2, Lauren, said it was time to get moving and so we did.

          It was wonderful . My feet were numb, and I was walking with a strange limp, and my cart weighed 600 pounds and had frozen wheels, but I was in heaven.